I know I said I wouldn’t post anymore stories but something weird has been going on the past few days and I’m not the only one who has been witnessing it.
Monday night my boyfriend didn’t pick me up from work and on those nights I make my mother wait up for me because I am just too scared. I don’t feel safe outside at night because I have woods surrounding me and only my grandmother’s house below us. Then inside I feel like I’m being watched. At this point I’ve chalked it up to paranoia but I still can’t get the feelings to go away. I have to have someone awake with me, even just being home with me isn’t enough.
So after my shower I was in the bathroom and I hear a low beeping. I never heard a beeping like that, at least that I can remember and definitely not anything in my house at midnight nonetheless. It was so hard to place too. It didn’t sound like it was coming from anywhere The closest thing that I can describe it as is a garbage truck backing up. It beeped for a while, about a minute or two and then stopped. I chalked it up to being the TV in my mom’s room or maybe my sister’s. I didn’t think anything of it.
I laid down to go to sleep but had the urge to go to the bathroom again (I always have to pee) and my sister got up and went in the bathroom so I figured I would go after her. She stopped me and said, “Did you hear the beeping a little bit ago?” I said, “Yeah, I thought it was the TV.”
She said, “It sounded like it was coming from the corner by the fish tank. It woke me up.”
The corner she was talking about is the one she always says is where she feels something like someone standing in the corner watching her.
It was freaky but I still didn’t pay attention to it until the next night.
Last night when I was about to crawl into bed my mother said, “What about this beeping Katie was talking about?” I froze. I completely forgot about it.
My sister isn’t the one to say anything about noises or whatever else. She hates ghost shows and refuses to watch them. So it’s a big deal when she says something. I told her what happened and she said, “I didn’t hear anything that I know of.” When I said it sounded like a truck backing up it seemed to jog her memory slightly, ” I think I remember a truck backing up but I thought it was my dream.”
So this morning I was talking to my boyfriend about it. He came over and stayed with me half the night while my family was at a concert in Pittsburgh even though my mother wasn’t happy with it. After I told the story he said, “I heard a beeping last night at your house too.” I asked if it sounded the same and he said, “Yeah, kind of.” I asked if it was about the same time and he said he didn’t know because he didn’t pay attention to the time much. I asked where I was because I was next to him the whole night. He said I was gone and probably in the bathroom (Damn bladder) and said it only beeped a few times faintly a few times and then stopped. He thought it was coming from Katie’s fish tank too even though he, also, couldn’t place the noise. If I was in the bathroom and it was from Katie’s room (which is across from bathroom), don’t you think I would have heard it too?
It’s just weird. Mom thinks it’s either her alarm clock screwing up or the smoke detectors’ batteries dying. She never does believe us when we claim paranormal activity. Hopefully one night she will hear it too and maybe she’ll believe us.